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I loved your post! My daughter and I live in NYC, and I took her on her first foray to Bloomingdales this weekend -- I think I have created a 6-year-old fashion maven! "But Mommy, why doesn't Michael Kors make this in my size?"

OY.

Please, more posts like this -- I need to get up to speed on what the chic mamans are wearing, lest I embarass my kid, lol!

I must now add to my own personal "Mommie Dearest" that my cruel and unfeeling mother never attended to my pastry education! Not one single Ispahan pour moi! No, I had to wait till old age to learn from Paris Breakfast just what I've been missing. Helas!

Cute little tykes with their "'rents." I'm taking my sister to France next year, once she's well again, and she wants to bring her daughter, too--(but her daughter is not a little one--she's a teenager.) Can't wait. I'll have to get your advice when things get close.

This was fun, they looked so similar to here, really, except for the shoes. I still do not see how they can eat those fab deserts and be slender? Except that they have to wait for hours on line and walk a lot.

THANK YOU PB MOMS!!!But did you HAVE to wear matching outfits with yr feared older sister?Or worse yet...did your MOM sew?And make you matching outfits to look like a mini mom?The dreaded past always catches up with us.

@Jeanettejeans under yr dress is at lease a step in the right direction. Be grateful for small favors.

I'll admit . . . I love your blog all the time, but especially today. I used to be a Paris Mom. My boys were small when we moved there 8 years ago. I didn't want to stand out as an American (don't we anyway?), so I rarely pulled the camera out when I was on the street. What a mistake! So thankful for you to be there to catch the things on film that I did not.

Thank you Thank you Thank you Katherine!Tragically, I am not THERE, but here in Astoria,NY until the next jaunt in Octoberc'est la viewhen I am THERE I tend to shoot everything in sightVery little discretion or I would have no Parisbreakfast.comCarolg

Well I have the stroller and the adorably dressed adorable tots however I don't look much like those Paris Mums;) And my tots are anarchist and don't eat sweets Quelle horreur! But I love seeing those Paris babies looking so cute in their jeans.

Carol, what a delightful post....but as to fashion of any sort I am sadly a lost cause. I do have one thing to say (OK, maybe several) about being with bebes in Paris though. I had the joy of being a single person in Paris twice before my last/third visit in 2008, with my hubby, older daughters and toddler in tow. And wonderfully, I found that whenever I took a pousette (sp?)through the Metro, cafe, or restaurant...the French people were so very understanding and accommodating. I was always offered a seat on the Metro when I was holding my Sophia and room was made for our gear. Once, even a sweet Parisian woman helped me up the Metro steps with the diaper bag while I carried my bebe (hubby was herding older girls and luggage). Paris, such a cosmopolitan and busy city, was welcoming and respectful to this American maman.

I was just in Paris for hot two weeks in July and I always peered into those strollers to see what chic outfits the petits were wearing. I'll add that half of those babies were being pushed around Paris by their nannies, who were mostly women of color, and I had to check out their outfits also. They too were perfectly made-up and looked fashionably-correct!!

I love this photo essay..It's not the mommies that get my attention - it's your ability to take a subject and compose art out of the subject and the surroundings.You look around, see something, frame it and viola! A piece of art!

Wonderful post! And I'm so pleased I learnt a new word..."les gosses." The children are so lucky that they live in the city of Paris! The icecream shot of Dad and child, and the little girl at the end in her pink jacket were my favourite snaps :)